Brendan

ChavWivaLawDegree Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > What is also distressing however is people going > on to brand a whole class of people (ie chav dog > owners) as being somehow to blame because of this > person's behaviour. I agree with you in principle chav but then how do we address the issue of a very clear and present sub-culture that feels the need to make their dogs aggressive?

KalamityKel Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Hey stick whacking can be a lot of fun and very > good exercise! That doesn't mean it should be done in public.

Have they not put the dog down?

The image of the drunk barmaid falling down the trap-door isn't helping either Lozz. I know it's not funny really...

Silly English dancing Blessed rain keeps them at bay He shouldn?t be on fire should he?

Right right. Dress the foreigner up as a clown. Ha ha. Sheeesh I thought we were being progressive here. No wonder the thought police have their pc radars a-prickling this time of year. You sir, should be ashamed. Is that the famous English haka PGC?

In the name of St George! You?re not going to leave me in charge of the barbie queuing are you? Firstly you are making an incorrect assumption that I can be trusted with the responsibility of feeding people. Secondly I will be in close proximity to both alcohol and fire.

Work shmirk. Tell then you object on religious grounds. It is St George?s day after all. Or so I hear.

Throw something at them it'll make you feel better. For a bit anyway.

As a bloody foreigner I have always wanted to go out and celebrate St Georges day but none of the bloody English are ever out making with the jolly in a nice welcoming way on the 23rd. So get off your arses and get with the celebrating and don't be bitter* about the fact that the Irish are better at it. It?s not a competition. * bitter, geddit? No? oh well suit yourselves.

lozzyloz Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > What's the point of St.Georges Day? In the Christian world different groups of people would often adopt a specific saint to intercede on their behalf. Often the saint shared characteristics of an older pagan deity or figure from mythology. As the countries in modern Europe developed the patron saint of the ruling family became associated with that country. In England during Saxon times St Edmund was the patron. I think it was one of the Norman kings (I am not sure on this and don?t feel like looking it up) who introduced St George. The Catholic Church organises its liturgical year according to the veneration of different saints and saints are given days of the year on which they are venerated. As Christian communities developed they started to specially mark the day on which their saint was venerated by the church. So it became a day of identifying with your clan, province, country. Today it is celebrated by lackluster marketing campaigns for real ale and marked rise in good old English cynicism.

I laughed out loud on the train this morning reading Dance of the Voodoo Handbag by Robert Rankin (my all time favourite author). I think this lady thought I was laughing at her as she gave me a dirty look. Not the good sort either. Couldn?t help it when in a half asleep kind of daze the dialogue; ?Have you been drinking?? ?No of course not!? ?Well you should. I do.? Made its way into my consciousness. (It needs to be in context to be really funny but I?m not typing out 2 pages here)

And a happy st georges day to you too. :)-D

Good gods. If there wasn?t enough filthy innuendo what with all the marinating and skewering going on. Michael has to just come straight out and bonked a satyr. Well this isn?t nearly clever enough to be satire. And you can Carry that On up the Forum or whatever.

*Stick head up from behind the bar * *Arms full of various bottles of exotic spirits * Does someone want something marinated?

david_carnell Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- Hmmm....so really a > free-at-the-pint-of-use NHS is the best way to go > isn't it? I fully agree but it doesn't in any way make it unaccountable to the tax payer.

yeah.

Anyone got some tweezers? I seem to have a faun stuck in my foot.

Thanks for tha Boris. Very enlightening. I didn't know that.

I will be there tonight. Funnily I have also been invited to go tomorrow night so I will be there tomorrow too. I am going to feel great on Friday morning. :-S

We pay for it. I don?t like this idea that ?It is free? because it seems to suggest that ?therefore you can?t complain.? I have every right to demand an explanation as to how and why my tax money is being spent. This goes for all public services.

Free at the point of delivery. Very different to free.

david_carnell Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > If you are sick enough to go to a doctor I think > you should be glad you get a same-day appointment > in most cases and it's gratis. Free. Since when is it free?

We live up near the library and it is completely fine. There has been some trouble once or twice over the past few years outside the late night Cost Cutter by the bus stop but other than that the closest to anti social behaviour is the bastard bus drivers pissing by the bins and dog poo on the pavement. Aside from that the air in East Dulwich is fresher, the sky bluer and the birdsong more harmonious. The sun shines here for 355 days a year with the other 10 days reserved for snow over Christmas. The women are the fairest in the land and as testament the men have a spring in their step. The Empire?s finest beer is reserved for distribution in our pubs and sold to locals to the reasonable price of 17p a pint and credit is always given if you find yourself short. Which you will not as East Dulwich people are all 6 inches taller than their out-borough counterparts as a result of the healthy air, sunlight and the superior quality food sold in our shops. Every barman is a qualified psychologist and knowledgeable of classical literature and contemporary music and after closing time the dimension of space conveniently changes to make you house within easy walking distance of whichever establishment you are leaving. I won?t carry on for fear that some cynics may think I am speaking rubbish. It is also, in my opinion, not as plagued as by self obsessed wankers with something to prove as the others areas I have lived in London have been.

*Rushes pulling a cart holding a defibrillator* Has another dropped dead on us? Someone hop on that treadmill attached to the defibrillator we need to power the dynamo to get a charge up.